this instagram account has been reposting a whollllle bunch of uncredited art without permission. you may want to check if your art has been reposted. please report them if you can
Leaving a bunch of comments requesting that art credit be given did not work. Most comments were ignored, many deleted. Some commenters were blocked.
Artists affected include @cinemairon @lorica-art @elfinfen , choistar, E. Kukanova, Sara Morello. If you’re a Silm artist, you may want to check if yours is there too.
I followed the IG account concerned so I could DM them to explain why credit is so important to artists. They liked my message but did not reply.
After that, account’s recent post of Maglor art was taken down, maybe because there were so many negative comments on the post. The other posts are all still there.
UPDATE: The account has just posted new art, and again there is no credit given. It’s hard to believe this is done out of ignorance, as our names have been cropped out and the saturation of our art fiddled with. Also, the latest post is, weirdly enough, the first art I ever did (Maglor) when I took up drawing six years ago. I drew it using a mouse, because I didn’t own a tablet yet, and used a free Photoshop trial. I may find it cringe now, but it’s still mine.
Up till now, I was willing to give the account some benefit of the doubt that they might not understand English much or know how to use google translate. But seeing they decided to post one of my worst pieces of art makes me wonder if they’re attempting to post art that they think they can credibly pass off as their own? Or else WHY?
Reporting art theft on IG has been made so difficult for artists that I don’t know if anyone has been able to do it yet. Honestly I don’t know if we can do anything.
And if anyone out there is wondering why giving credit to artists matters so much, please read this and this.
Alright, I messaged her today. I don't know if she really didn't understand English or just pretended, but I've noticed she's Polish like me so I messaged her in polish. I explained everything and she quickly gave in after I informed her about how there is a whole discussion about her on tumblr and that what she is doing is stealing people's art, which isn't legal. Anyway, even though she blocked me, she deleted the fanarts she reposted so I think the crisis is over.
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this instagram account has been reposting a whollllle bunch of uncredited art without permission. you may want to check if your art has been reposted. please report them if you can
Leaving a bunch of comments requesting that art credit be given did not work. Most comments were ignored, many deleted. Some commenters were blocked.
Artists affected include @cinemairon @lorica-art @elfinfen , choistar, E. Kukanova, Sara Morello. If you’re a Silm artist, you may want to check if yours is there too.
I followed the IG account concerned so I could DM them to explain why credit is so important to artists. They liked my message but did not reply.
After that, account’s recent post of Maglor art was taken down, maybe because there were so many negative comments on the post. The other posts are all still there.
UPDATE: The account has just posted new art, and again there is no credit given. It’s hard to believe this is done out of ignorance, as our names have been cropped out and the saturation of our art fiddled with. Also, the latest post is, weirdly enough, the first art I ever did (Maglor) when I took up drawing six years ago. I drew it using a mouse, because I didn’t own a tablet yet, and used a free Photoshop trial. I may find it cringe now, but it’s still mine.
Up till now, I was willing to give the account some benefit of the doubt that they might not understand English much or know how to use google translate. But seeing they decided to post one of my worst pieces of art makes me wonder if they’re attempting to post art that they think they can credibly pass off as their own? Or else WHY?
Reporting art theft on IG has been made so difficult for artists that I don’t know if anyone has been able to do it yet. Honestly I don’t know if we can do anything.
And if anyone out there is wondering why giving credit to artists matters so much, please read this and this.
I have managed to talk to the account last week when they reposted my art (after cropping out my signature and slapping filters over it of course, like the consistent reposter they are).
they deleted my art after i commented on their post publicly but this just goes to show they understand and they don’t care. Best thing to do is probably block and move on 🙄
for the reposter: since you took art from my tumblr which was not posted onto other platforms, i know you’ve been looking at this blog. Please stop editing and reposting other people’s art. Don’t be so disrespectful.
art isn’t always deep u know… sometimes it’s just a pretty picture. it’s not an invitation for you to come in with your (mostly shitty) takes about how awful the feanorians were
btw meadhros is my little meow meow & moryo did nothing wrong
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I wanted to make a post about which of Fingolfin's children caused him the most amount of headaches growing up but came to the conclusion that they all were equally horrible gremlins causing headaches left and right. Until Argon came of age Fingolfin only had two mental states headache and exhaustion.
Once they became adults on the other hand ...
Turgon. He likes to argue endlessly just like his father and like seen with Fëanor that doesn't mix well. They argue a lot and neither of them will back down before they're satisfied with the outcome.
Aredhel. She just loves to mess with her father on purpose, making him chase her around the palace/gardens/all of Tirion so that he can "loosen up a little". Sometimes she gets her mother in board as well.
Fingon. He always gets caught doing reckless stuff and lacks like a general sense of self preservation. Fingolfin is in a constant state of worry. He also inherited his father's loud laugh.
Argon. He's pretty much the same as Fingon but always finds a way to talk himself out of trouble. Total sweet talker but like in a way that makes you feel both uneasy and like the one who's at fault. Later on Fingolfin gets headaches from grieving because he sees himself at fault for his youngest child's death.
I’m back to deliver more “Galadriel and Maglor are buddies” propaganda so 19 and 21 for those two disasters, preferably with Galadriel doing the worrying.
Ey! I have no qualms about writing more Galadriel and Maglor buddies propaganda. I think I’ll do 21 because I like it best for them.
From this prompt list.
21 - “Go back to bed before you collapse.”
It is quite something to wake up one warm spring morning, looking forward to spending a lazy day with your husband, to find your marchwardens quite literally dragging your unconscious cousin (kinslayer four times over) to your doorstep.
This is what happens to Galadriel.
Haldir looks a little uncomfortable under his lady’s gaze - he has never been as comfortable in her house as his brothers - but relays his report without hesitation.
“We found him wandering the edges of the forest. He wasn’t particularly lucid and seemed almost scared of us but was very certain that he wanted to see you.” Haldir shifts slightly on his feet, still supporting an unconscious Maglor between him and one of his brothers-in-arms. “Should I get a healer?”
“No thank you marchwarden.” She picks Maglor up in her arms - she has always been bigger than him (and stronger too, due to her athletic inclinations) and he is even smaller from his years alone. “You should return to your patrol. You did well to report to me.”
Haldir hesitates a moment even as his companion takes the clear dismissal to bow politely and match away.
“Rúmil is in the south with his patrol, he will be back in three days,” she says, correctly guessing what is bothering him, “and Orophin is sleeping right now.”
Haldir nods and, somewhat reluctantly, takes his leave as well.
“Now what to do with you,” Galadriel mutters and shifts her arms so as to get a better grip on Maglor. “I suppose a bed would be a good place to start.”
It was Celebrían’s bedroom once and is barely ever touched but since the other guest rooms are being occupied by the boys Celeborn recently fostered, it will have to do.
She takes care to strip the bed first, however, and lie over it a blanket that can afford to get blood and whatever else it is that sticks to her cousin.
There are wounds, old and newer and the newest is one in his shoulder, infected by whatever it was that had been in the arrow that had pierced the flesh here.
At least, she thinks it was an arrow.
She takes a deep breath in through her mouth and out through her nose.
“Alright Kanafinwë,” she says softly, even though he isn’t conscious enough to hear her, “this is going to hurt.”
+
Celeborn sighs as Galadriel finishes changing from her bloody clothes and telling her husband of the night’s shenanigans.
“I could not turn him from my door.” She twists her hair into her circlet. “For all his sins, he is still my cousin and I…I could not abandon him. I will make sure he is gone when I am sure he will be alright.”
“And until then, I will deal with him in my house.”
Celeborn sighs again. Galadriel glides over and presses a kiss to his lips. “Thank you, I know it is not easy.”
“For me it will be easy enough. I have long since come to accept the past. But for you my dear…” He trails off and looks deep into her eyes with such open concern that Galadriel wavers a moment on her conviction that it is best to keep Maglor here.
But then Celeborn looks away. “I will take leave to the border patrols - I can check in on Rúmil and make sure that Haldir isn’t overworking himself. Make sure that Orophin doesn’t over-excite himself with the possibility of a new friend.”
+
She sends Orophin that morning to play with one of her handmaidens and her children and postpones her duties to the afternoon. She takes a book and sits in the open window seat in Celebrían’s room, watching over her cousin for a few quiet hours.
He does not stir - not that Galadriel really expects him to, she has sung him deep into a healing rest - but it is nice to take a moment to herself.
It does not last for she has double the work later in the day and a small elfling to entertain, and the next morning, there is a small fire in the forest that she has to help douse and the day after that Orophin wheedles a midday picnic out of her and the day after that…
She has another quiet moment to herself to go through the annual border reports after she puts Orophin to bed five days after Maglor first appeared and she has almost forgotten her cousin sleeping in the next room.
There is a rustle of sleep clothes and the door creaks open.
She sighs, putting down her pen. “Orophin, what did we say about knocking?”
She looks up, readying her stern mother look.
It lands upon Maglor, holding himself up with the help of the doorframe. She purses her lips, seeing the blood seeping through the bandages she had painstakingly wrapped around the wound.
“Go back to bed before you collapse” she says in lieu of an actual greeting and stands, gently pushing him out of the door again.
He is remarkably well-behaved, mutely going where she guides and very politely getting back into the bed.
“There.”
She softly pets his hair and he presses into her hand like a needy cat.
“Go back to sleep Laurë, you need to rest if you want to get better.”
She turns to leave, expecting that this strangely obedient Maglor will probably do what she asks, but is stopped by something catching at the edge of her dress.
Maglor has dropped it by the time Galadriel has looked back and she catches it when he cringes back into the bed.
“What is it Maglor?”
“…stay?” He whispers, barely audibly, looking very embarrassed.
Galadriel wants to say no - Maglor is the one who has invaded her home - but then she remembers a warm evening in Valinor when Maglor let her hide from her parents in his room and listened to her tell him all about her troubles all night.
And then soft memories begin to pour through the crack.
She purses her lips as she shoves her mind back into order. “I suppose that that wouldn’t be a terrible idea. I have to make sure you don’t get up again and risk staying here for longer - I want you gone as soon as possible.”
She perches herself gracefully on the edge of the bed, humming a soft lullaby until Maglor drifts off again and she is left to organise her memories into a correct order.
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- When it comes to cuddling, usually Maedhros likes to be the big spoon!
- What is there not to love? He is 8ft tall, full of muscle, and a firm grip as he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into his chest.
- You are just so soft and small in his grasp, laying his head against your shoulder or behind your head, breathing in your scent deeply to take the time to relax.
- But not always is him being the big spoon enough to help settle him after a long and stressful day in politics.
- So when you first offer to be his big spoon, Maedhros is a bit taken aback and even chuckles at the idea of you being his big spoon. Have you not seen the size difference?
- He’s massive and you’re so little! You should always be his little spoon, but he obliges on your request and takes his place with his back facing you.
- When you lay behind him, he admittedly loves the feel of your chest against his back, and the feel of your arms wrapping around him as you pull him in as snugly as you can.
- Nothing you do to squeeze him snugly into you is actually going to hurt him, but the added pressure is so nice and the tenseness in his shoulders leave him.
- Being in your arms is such a nice change of pace, as much as he loves to hold you, he certainly isn’t complaining about the sudden reversal in roles.
- Feeling your breath on his neck, and your lips pressing soft kisses to him, and your body pressed against him holding him, brings him unfettered peace that he didn’t know he could feel after such an intense day.
- You’ll find him asking or positioning himself to be your little spoon far more often, heavily and happily entertaining the idea.
Post Angband
- Post Angband, Maedhros is still ever so happy to be your big spoon.
- He likes the idea that you are in his arms, utterly protected at all costs. If anyone were to try to harm you they’d have to get through all 8ft of him first.
- Though when it comes to being the little spoon, things go extremely poorly.
- Maedhros isn’t going to turn it down the first time you suggest it, remembering how peaceful and soothing those moments in Valinor had been when you held him like that.
- But the moment he feels you press behind him, with your arms winding around him, it feels like a vice and he immediately feels as though is in danger.
- A panic attack is quick to being following suit if you aren’t quick to change it.
- Maedhros laments that something that had been so enjoyable before his time in Angband is no longer something he can enjoy.
- Instead he is quick to pull you right back into him and hold you close as he steadies himself and calms his breathing, before listening to you fall asleep in his arms.
“I love your hugs,” The words that come out of Maedhros’ mouth startle you.
“Oh?” You look at him, and it’s clear that he has something else in his mind, so you wait and let him speak at his own pace.
Maedhros hesitates for a moment, then looks away, “I don’t know how you do it, but every time I feel myself slipping, here you come and you wrap your arms around me and help me feel better. Those moments when I am in your arms help me to be in the here and the now.”
You swallowed thickly, “Then I will make sure to hug you more often, and you should know, if you ever need me to hug you, you can always ask.”
It is then that Maedhros turns to you, the corners of his lips curled upwards, “I will keep that in mind, my love, thank you.”
That's the first time I tried a portrait like that, so it was just one big experiment. Most of the time I had no idea what I was doing and it shows 😅 but I like how it turned out in the end.
Props to my cousin for helping me figure out the anatomy.
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